Thursday, 22nd August, 2013

I’m so happy, I can’t believe how well I’ve done, I got 3 A**, 5 As and 2 Bs. I’m really pleased with that, I’d managed to convince myself that I’d made a real cock up. Imogen got 1 B, 5 Cs and 4 Ds, she’s not very happy, especially since it looks as if she will have to resit maths. But my favourite results are Jed’s he got 5 Cs and 3 Ds and an E. It’s much better than he expected and much better than anyone else thought he’d get, there was a time that people thought that he’d only get Es and Fs. He must have done really well in some of his exams because his coursework was a bit dodgy in parts. It means that we all have enough to get into sixth form college which is really good.

Wednesday, 21st August, 2013

Shit, results tomorrow, oh crap.

Sunday, 18th August, 2013

Mum invited Imogen and her Dad round to Sunday dinner today without even asking me. She just phoned him up and asked him round. He seemed almost fine when he came, a bit withdrawn but not too bad, he didn’t even drink all that much. Imogen was a bit uncomfortable and collared me later to ask why I hadn’t warned her what Mum was up to. Luckily, I was able to say that I didn’t know anything about it.

Saturday, 17th August, 2013

Madge gave Imogen and I a bit of a bollocking yesterday for not going over to customers quickly enough. The thing is, she is quite right – we don’t, but most of the time customers want to browse before they get hassled by a shop assistant. If you do go over they say, no we’re just looking and roll their eyes. I tried to explain this to Madge but she said it was better to be overly helpful rather than not helpful enough, she’s right I suppose. But I spent all yesterday evening and this morning having eyes rolled at me. Jed said that those women were back in the butchers today and told him that “his friend”, was back home. Sounds as if she’s better, or maybe the place she went to needed a bed. Her father has been remanded in custody, that’s all we know about. I asked Jed and Imogen if they thought we should go and see Janice, but they said “no way”, or at least Imogen did. Jed didn’t say anything. I’m sort of glad that Imogen said that, because I didn’t really want to go round and she’s made me feel better about not going – am I still making everything revolve around me?

Friday, 16th August, 2013

It was actually a really good night last night, there were loads of people from the sixth form celebrating, most of them seemed to do well. Of course it was in the papers saying that results were up and that clearly the exams were easier than they used to be. They were also saying that AS levels are actually much easier than the A2 which takes them up to A Levels. But anyway, it was a great night and everyone was in a good mood. It’s our exam results on Thursday, I really want it over and done with, but am getting nervous that I may have failed or not done as well as I’d hoped. It seems like a long time ago that we sat the exams and I can’t really remember whether I should be confident or terrified. It’s especially bad after seeing how everyone was celebrating last night – what if I’ve totally cocked up?

Thursday, 15th August, 2013

Matt phoned to say that he’d got an A and 2 B’s for his AS levels. I was pleased for him, but couldn’t believe that he’d managed to study so hard and shag Jade at the same time. . . He used the call as an excuse to ask me out again, this time I was prepared and said that I meant what I said about not getting together with him. He said that he’d understood that, but he thought that I might want to go out as friends. I told him that for the moment I was only comfortable seeing him when other people were around and that it would be a while before I wanted to go out with him on his own. Then he played his banker and said that he thought I’d come out and celebrate his results. Like an idiot I said that I’d see him at the Swan later as Imogen and I were already going. Now I have to persuade Imogen to come to the Swan tonight – not that she’d need too much persuading. How can I still be doing what Matt wants after all this time?

Tuesday, 13th August, 2013

Claire has started going on an on about her beauticians course, she thinks that she will either own her own salon as soon as she leaves college or that she will be beautician to the rich and famous. Mum makes me laugh because she keeps trying to be really supportive even though she hates the idea of it. Mum and Steve seem to still be getting on really well, they laugh and joke together – terrible jokes but they seem to like them. It’s not so bad having him around now, he doesn’t try to hard, so he’s not such hard work, he doesn’t try and interfere with us too much or boss us around. The AS results are out on Thursday, I wonder how Matt’s done; I hope he’s done all right. Claire of course won’t be getting any as she didn’t sit the exams, she’s a bit of an idiot going on about the beauticians course so much because it’ll be all over the papers when the exam results come out and Mum will be faced with the fiasco of Claire.

Monday, 12th August, 2013

That cheeky bugger Matt phoned today and asked if I wanted to go for a drink, I told him I couldn’t because I was going out with Imogen. I hope he gets the message. Imogen wanted to come round here, she wants to keep out of her Dad’s way, I tried to persuade her that we would have more peace and space at her house, but she wasn’t having any of it.

Sunday, 11th August, 2013

Everything is back to normal now, Imogen’s Dad is back, I’m back at home and Jed’s Dad acted as if nothing had happened when Jed went home, except that he asked Jed for keep, cheeky sod. I feel as if the fun of summer is almost over, especially since the exam results are out soon.

Friday, 9th August, 2013

Jed’s going home today, he ended up staying longer than he thought, it ended up being really nice just the three of us living together. I really don’t want to go back to living at home with Mum and Steve and Claire and Andrew. We had to spend the whole of today tidying up; Imogen’s Dad is back tomorrow. Jed’s going to see his Dad before work, I hope that everything’s all right because if it isn’t he can only stay over another night and then I don’t know what he’d do. Imogen and I are doing a late at Funkster and then we’ll go to the pub and meet up with Jed.